Chapter 470 470, The Lingering Ghost

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon grossed $205 million worldwide, with North America alone contributing over $100 million. It was also the first foreign-language film to gross over $100 million in North America (Note: All the films shot by Sun Hao that were shown in North America were in English. Such as Saw, Train to Busan, and Gonjiam, which scared little boys to pee their pants in North America).

With such an impressive record, as the leading actress of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, is Zhang Ziyi awesome?

Of course she is!

But things did not go as planned. While this film was making great successes in the international film market, the tragic heroine Zhang Ziyi was performing a drama on the stage of the People's Art Theatre. And she was the B-role. When the A-role Yuan Quan went out to film, she could only go on stage to have fun.

Although Hollywood media came to interview her during this period, it was useless. Even if she was on the list of European and American entertainment media, there was still no news in China.

Liu Ye is a good person.

I made 40 phone calls within a month, all trying to persuade Zhang Ziyi to give in to Sun Hao and forget about "publicly saying I was Sun Hao's girlfriend", but Zhang Ziyi was so stubborn.

You can ban me, arrest my brother, but you want me to bow my head and apologize to you, no way!

In this way, after three months of stubborn resistance, Zhang Ziyi suddenly saw the light, Hollywood tycoon Harvey Weinstein came, this lustful guy couldn't fail to see his own value!

Thus, such a magical scene appeared on the scenic winding mountain road in Hong Kong Island. On the road, Zhang Jiahui and Zhang Guorong were sitting in the car filming; on the side of the road, Sun Hao sat behind the director's monitor and stared at the performance of the two; in the woods on the side of the road, Harvey Weinstein, with a fierce look on his face, sat on a chair and observed Sun Hao with interest; and ten meters behind Harvey Weinstein, stood a woman in a black dress, looking around coquettishly...

"Hey..., why is Zhang Ziyi here?"

"I don't know, maybe she wants to find an opportunity to take advantage of the gap again!"

"Then..., can the director spare her?"

"What if he can't spare her? No matter how awesome Director Sun Hao is, he can't restrict people's actions, right?"

"But this is where we are filming."

"What if it is, can't you see that Zhang Ziyi is standing outside the cordon?"

...

Sun Hao didn't have eyes on the back of his head, and he was wearing a radio headset, so he naturally knew nothing about what was happening around him.

At this moment, Sun Hao was concentrating on watching Zhang Jiahui on the director's monitor. Zhang Jiahui was indeed working hard, but his spirituality was a little lacking. His performance was mediocre. He imitated what he had just done, without any creativity.

"Go quickly. If you hit a car, many police will come... Wow, Brother Ren, be gentle, it hurts..."

Zhang Jiahui frowned, and the light in his eyes was gone a little, but he still remembered to teach his only younger brother the last experience, and said:

"In short, you have to remember that if that person is not concentrating on his work and is looking at you, he is a policeman."

"Bang!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Guorong could no longer hold him up, and let him close his eyes, and his body fell on the steering wheel, making a long "beep..." sound.

The sunset outside the car was dyed like blood.

"OK, passed, next scene."

"Action!"

The car started and went straight forward along the tree-lined road. The shadows of the trees slid across the glass window and retreated one after another.

"You don't know how dangerous it was just now. As soon as you said you wanted to go for a massage, Brother Chen said he was going to do something. I was really scared. There were guns up there. I really wanted to tell everyone that I had something to do and left first!"

Zhang Jiahui began to nag. Although there was some sweat on his forehead, he was very excited and didn't look weak at all.

Leslie Cheung said nothing. He leaned his arm against the car window and tilted his head to look outside. His eyes were gray and there was no light at all.

"A few days ago, Brother Chen asked me to go to his room..."

………

The whole process was observed for five hours, from ten o'clock to four o'clock in the afternoon. Even during the hour of lunch, Harvey Weinstein was asking the English-speaking crew members about the specific plot of the play.

The police and the underworld sent undercovers to each other...

Hiss, the idea is interesting!

The undercover police wanted to prove their identity, and the black police wanted to whitewash themselves and get out of trouble completely...

Huh, it seems that a certain unpleasant director likes this taste.

Thinking of this, Harvey Weinstein, who was standing at the door of the Kebao tube amplifier audio store, poked his head with his mobile phone, then selected a number and dialed it.

"Old Martin, you old bastard, don't you keep yelling that there is nothing to shoot? I tell you, I will help you find a brand new gangster theme in China, which will definitely make you, an old guy, very happy.

But there is one thing, I have to make it clear to you in advance, if you like it, you have to remake the original Chinese stuff..."

Harvey Weinstein was very excited, and he danced on the street while making a phone call.

Sun Hao looked at Zhang Ziyi and frowned. He didn't want to have anything to do with her, but she was not a quiet person, always wanting to make something happen.

Just thinking about it, Huo Wenxi, who served as the executive producer of the crew, came over.

"Director, check it out.

Zhang Ziyi and Harvey Weinstein both live in the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, but Zhang lives on the 25th floor and Harvey lives on the 26th floor. "

"Well, is there anything else?"

"It seems that Zhang Ziyi came here for Harvey, because she stayed at the Yinghuang Junjing Hotel when she arrived in Hong Kong last night, but she followed Harvey to the Mandarin Oriental Hotel after hearing that he was staying there.

As for the others, there is nothing else!"

"Well, I see."

Sun Hao nodded and prepared to devote his energy to the filming of the movie again, but Huo Wenxi still had something to say.

"Director, your classmate is very resilient. He never gave up and never gave up. He faced the challenge head-on when he set his sights on the goal?"

"Haha..." Sun Hao laughed.

"Sister Mani, you used the wrong word. Don't give up should not be used in this place."

"Why can't it be used?" Huo Wenxi blinked, feeling strange.

"Don't give up your goal, what a good sentence! ! "

Uh...

Sun Hao was a little confused!

It seemed that, maybe, should, possibly, this sentence was right.

And at this moment, Chen Guanxi made an OK gesture to Sun Hao.

"You can start!"

Sun Hao contacted him with a handheld walkie-talkie.

"Action!"

In the audio-visual store

Andy Lau paced back and forth, selecting speakers. After choosing one, he looked around for the store owner: "Excuse me--Is there anyone?"

Leslie Cheung came out from a corner: "What's the matter?"

Andy Lau pointed to a speaker: "Ah, I want to try this."

Leslie Cheung came over and said: "What speakers do you use?"

Andy Lau: "No, what can you recommend?"

Leslie Cheung pointed to a set of Hong Kong-made speakers and said: "This one, standard Hong Kong-made goods, just over 10,000. "

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